“Oh, well that makes me feel so much better,” I said, my voice thick with sarcasm.
“I know it doesn’t make the situation okay,” he replied. “But she’s the only one who’s actually claimed the baby is mine. I’ll get another DNA test done just to be sure.”
“Wow. This just keeps getting more and more wonderful,” I said. “People look to you and your pack for safety and leadership. I doubt they realize this place is just as screwed up as anywhere else.”
“They don’t,” he said. “No one knows what really goes on here. And that’s exactly why.”
“There’s a war coming,” I said.
“With the witches?” he asked, looking at me closely.
“That’s what we’ve been told,” I said. “That witches will turn the humans against us because they blend in better than we do. But what if it’s not them? Werewolves can b
